I am selfish

I am selfish
in servitude to myself.

A hole is forming
I’m struggling
trying to keep up with the cracks.
The plaster is old
and I’m selfish
I want to keep it up
keep the exterior from wrinkling.

Looking out through a hole
I see all the eyes
hearing voices at a distance
as my words slip in
trying to compete
because I want to be heard
I can’t be quiet always.
I’m selfish
unwilling to only listen.

As if I’m infused within the barricade
between myself and what’s not
I wince as pieces are being pried away
and I’m no longer sure
If I’m encased within the wall
or I myself am the wall?

Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina

Published by Tina

I am a mother that is passionate about early education and a person that relieves stress through art, and writing.

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